A PIECE OF LOVE FOR DEVANO.
Confession of Love by the Idol.
“Devano!”
“Devano!”
“Devano!”
The boisterous sound filled the entire room, the in-door sports hall became filled with hundreds of humans calling out one name. There is nothing much more fun than this, is the best part for those who call out one name ‘Devano’ with all its might, he said, it was as if the vocal cords had been set in such a way that they would never break despite shouting loudly.
Devano is a magnet.
Devano is an idol.
Devano is pujaan.
Devano is everything.
But the figure that was called almost the entire sea of humans was not on the stage, the figure seemed to be sitting sweetly on one of the round chairs with the same-shaped table. In the corner along with one of his friends, busy playing mobile phone as if he was in his own world. No matter the call
the girls who call his name so proudly, do not care about the sound of music from the famous bands of Capital City who fill the show. Until the main light highlights itself, making the lentic eyelashes look so real when the hazel eyes are narrowed perfectly.
“Devano!”
“Devano!”
“Devano!”
The shout again exclaimed, if possible the majority of men will feel flattered then feel the most handsome in the world because it is so adored by almost all the girls who are there, but this is different from Devano. Instead of him feeling proud of himself, he instead felt disturbed, uncomfortable, and also.
“So, Devano why don't you come on stage for our annual school's coolest prince election?” that question kept Devano quiet. The glaring smile of the host contrasted with Devano's cold gaze, mirroring a flat face even as if reluctant. Make all the spectators who had been calling his name stopped.
The atmosphere suddenly became silent, the handsome face and the dashing body of Devano now plastered real on the big screen on the stage. Everyone is now so eager to wait for an answer from Devano. Why did the handsome guy who became the target of all the students in the school was reluctant to go up? Though clearly, compared to the other guys who have been standing on stage there, Devano clearly has a great chance to win this election.
“Gue already has a girl,” said Devano.
Obviously Devano's answer contrasts with the question of the previous host. However, it is enough to emphasize if he is reluctant to enter the contest.
The voice of the rafters again sounded so real, because hearing Devano's answer which means the man is no longer single. This is a serious problem, and now the question turns to; since when? Who's the lucky girl who can get Devano? How'd he look? What family comes from, how is that girl? And how smart is that girl?
“Wah, Devano is no longer single, huh? If you could find out who Devano's girl is now? All the children here must be curious about the girl Devano,” asked the host.
Again, the atmosphere returned to silence, and now there is something strange about the mimic of Devano's face. Yes, the facial mimic Devano is no longer as flat and cold as before. However, the mimic of Devano's face now looks illegible, a sly smile vaguely etched on the corner of his lips, until then Devano pointed to someone who was at the end of his eyes then he said, “Ayla Cantika Princess, she is my girl,”
The deg!
One answer that worked made everyone there look in the same direction. One answer that makes someone the center of attention suddenly.
A girl with a knee-length dress patterned lace with the color of old gray can only be silent with stupid, the girl even as if she still does not realize if she is now the center of attention of everyone. His eyes still glanced at Devano, his smile still fixed on Devano so real. Until in the end the spotlight was on him as well, making the sense of glare squinting his round eyes real. The long-haired girl with the back that was now being plucked by one tried to cover her face, but she could see Devano's devious gaze to her seemed so real. Until then, the girl only realized if it turned out that she had become a subject of gaze by everyone in the room. The girl was just stunned, she could not yet digest what was happening.
“Ayla Cantika Putri, it is lucky that you can date a Devano Adam Kalendra,”
“Hah?” the girl said with her stupid face.
The bangs that had been covering his forehead also seemed to move in rhythm with his body movements. Ayla—the girl's name, pointed to herself as if she couldn't believe what the host had said. “Hah, I'm Devano's girl? I'm!” screeched, repeating his words many times. Until Devano stepped up, and stopped right in front of him. Ayla was still reluctant to think that it was the real thing.
Clearly, very clearly heard in Ayla's ears, even Ayla's body sculpted perfectly hearing the speech from Devano. Ayla's body pecked perfectly, her eyes looking at Devano who had gently patted the top of her head with a knotty smile. Ayla, not expecting that the guy has a deep grudge against her, Ayla did not expect that her small mistake could make Devano say something like this.
“Home back be careful, dear. Sorry, I can't get between,” now Devano's voice is loud enough, so it is heard by the surrounding. Devano returns to his original seat, and Ayla begins to lose all her sanity.
All the people who were there began to flutter at Ayla, looking at Ayla with a condescending look and so on. Ayla starts to panic, Ayla starts to feel that she is in danger. And now Ayla herself had no idea what she could do to save herself.
“Enggaaaaak!!”
The crane! The crane! The crane!
“Ayla Cantika Princess! Until when do you sleep like this! It's six o'clock, hunt for a shower and get ready! If you don't, you stay!”
The shout succeeded in making Ayla directly rise from her sleep. He took a sitting position, rubbed his eyes realistically and scratched his perfectly disheveled-looking hair.
So all this is a dream?
Everything Ayla experienced was a dream, right?
“Abang, this is a dream, right?” ayla asked stupidly, making the tall man wearing the brown T-shirt look at Ayla perfectly.
Daren Wicaksono—, Ayla's only brother, turned his head, the man who was three years from Ayla, would never understand all the things his sister experienced. Sometimes, Daren thinks that Ayla is his pretty little sister.
“What are you doing?” ask Daren in full search. “You abis dream what?” later, Daren's eyes immediately glared, Ayla shrieked with her brother's gaze.
“Not a dream, Brother! Just a nightmare!” elak Ayla's.
Exhaling a sigh of relief, Ayla smiled as well, she was truly grateful that what had happened was just a nightmare, and Ayla had nothing to fear anymore to go to school this morning. Especially after the MOS event ended.
“Yes already, shower there! I made you fried rice!”
“Cooked fried rice again?” ayla Protest. During the week his father served out of town, his brother always made a fried rice menu every day for three meals Ayla, Ayla, a menu that really made Ayla would be afraid of eating fried rice after this.
“What do you want to make eating Brother?” annoyed Daren, Ayla also just smiled stiffly as well. “Abang to the campus entaran, so you brother titipin same your new friend,”
“Hah, what?” asked Ayla, who was now picking up a towel to go to the bathroom, but stopped because of the words from her brother. “What am I package? Play on the side to just anyone. I don't want to, Bang!”
“Must want, Brother already call him!”
“Kok Abang maksa anyway! I don't want to, I don't know!”
“Later to be acquaintances, bothered very much anyway!”
“Abang, I don't want to!” ayla shouted, but Daren did not touch the words of his sister at all.
“Half hour he will come, do not let you make him wait long. Watch out if you're rese!” threatening Daren's.
Ayla could only hold her breath, watching her brother close the door of her room from outside. Really, Ayla did not expect that her brother would be this long for her.
New fella? Wh who? Ayla had no idea, Ayla was completely unfamiliar, and her father always told Ayla that, never wanted to go with a person who was completely unknown. So how can his brother leave himself to people in such a haphazard way? Aylas
really not out of thought!
